Chapter 10 The Yule Ball

In early December, Professor Mcgonagal announced the school would be hosting a Yule Ball. The girls were beside themselves with glee, the boys were less than thrilled. The girls went around in tight packs, giggling like mad when a boy passed by. Hermione and Jasmine were talking one night, when Hermione mentioned the emo boy. "Kaleb? I was actually planning on asking him tomorrow. I hope he says yes!"

"He will, you're one of the prettiest girls in school," Jasmine blushed and asked. "So, have you asked anyone yet?" Hermione nodded. "Don't tell anyone, but I'm going with Krum," Jasmine smiled and said. "That's awesome!" After a grueling Potions the next day, Jasmine went down to the Great Hall. She sat down and noticed that Kaleb was on his own. He was sketching something, this was as good as any time. She slowly went up to him.

"Hi, can I see what you're drawing?" He shrugged and handed her the sketchbook. It was a rough sketch of the lake with the Forbidden Forest in the background. "That's really good," She said and batted her eyelashes. "I'm Jasmine Tamrin, by the way,"

"Kaleb Welch," He said in an adorable accent.

"I don't know if you were going to the Ball or not. But I was wondering if you'd want to go with me?"

"Oh, about that. I'm sorry, I'm already going with Jessica Hall," Jessica was the pretties, slutiest girl in Hogworts. She was blonde, had big boobs, and was stick skinny. She was as dumb as a rock, most boys could care less, though.

"Oh, that's alright, thanks anyway," She walked away, annoyed as hell. Once she got into the common room she threw her bag to the floor. The twins looked up and asked. "Kaleb say no?"

"Yes! He's going with Tits For Brains,"

"Lucky son of a bitch," George muttered. Jasmine punched him. "Not funny!" Fred had on a small smile. "What's that smile for?"

"Oh, nothing," Jasmine cocked her head and went over to Fred. "Seriously, what's up?"

"Nothing, nothing," He said. Jasmine smiled, Fred was hiding something. "Fred, you know I can get any information out of you," Fred smiled and said. "I am Fort Knox, unbreakable," Jasmine pinned his arms behind his back and whispered "Tell me," Fred managed to say no. Jasmine twisted his wrists upwards. "Alright, alright, I give!" Jasmine smiled and let his arms go. "I wanted Kaleb to say no,"

"What, why? I liked Kaleb, why wouldn't you want?" Jasmine interrupted.

"Because I wanted you to go with me," Fred said, interrupting her. Jasmine blinked, taken aback. "You wanted to go with me?" Fred nodded and started to blush. "You probably don't want to go with me," He muttered. Jasmine smiled and put her arms around him. "I'd love to,"

Two weeks later, the Yule Ball was set to take place that night. Jasmine was getting ready with Hermione. Hermione was wearing a long pink sleeved dress. Jasmine was wearing a short, black form fitting dress. It was strapless and had a small slit at the bottom. She was wearing black sandals and a silver necklace with a diamond pendant. Her hair was up, with her pieces framing her face. She gave a deep sigh as she went downstairs to meet Fred. Her heels echoed as she stepped down the stairs, making everyone stop talking. Everyone looked up at her, making her heart race. A murmur of whispers broke out, people shot her glances every few seconds. Fred smiled at her as he saw her. "You look great," He said as took her arm. Jasmine blushed and smiled at him. He led her into the Great Hall as the champions led the first dance. Jasmine squeezed Fred's hand and smiled. Jasmine spotted George and Angelina and waved to them. They made their way over and George said. "Bloody hell, Jazzy, is that you? You look amazing!" Angelina elbowed George and playfully said. "Hey!" Angelina was wearing a floor length light blue strapless dress. She had on white gloves and her hair was curled. They went and grabbed some punch and enjoyed the music. A slow song came on and George asked. "Wanna dance, Angie?" Angelina shrugged and George led her to the dance floor.

"Now, you're probably gonna assume I'm gonna ask you to dance," Jasmine looked down disappointedly. "Then you'd be absolutely right," Jasmine laughed and took Fred's arm. He led her to the dance floor and placed his hands on her waist. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and smiled.

"Thanks for going with me," Fred said.

"I wouldn't want to be here with anybody else," Fred smiled and asked. "Not even Kaleb?"

"Nope, Tits McGee can have him," Fred laughed and said. "There's the Jazz I love," Jasmine blushed, she'd never been told anything like that.

"Guys can't stop staring at you," Fred said and laughed. Jasmine smiled and said. "Well, maybe this will make them stop," She then leaned up and kissed him. Fred leaned his forehead against hers and smiled. The song ended too quickly, a fast one replacing it. There was a tap on her shoulder, Jasmine turned around and saw Draco.

"Get out of here, slime ball," Fred spat.

"Shut up, Weasly. I'm here to talk to Jazz not you. Jazz, would you wanna dance with me?" Jasmine looked at Fred. "Alright, one dance. AS long as you leave us alone, afterwards," Jasmine gave Fred a quick kiss, then went off with Draco.

"You look amazing," He said as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Thanks," She mumbled.

"Come on, baby. You know you still love me,"

"I love Fred,"

"Oh, come on. He's a Weasly, what's so great about him? You had fun with me, I know you did,"

"Yeah, we did have fun," Jasmine said, lost in memories. Before she realized what was happening, Draco was kissing her.

"Hey, Fred, what's Jazzy doing with Malfoy?" George asked.

"He wanted one dance," Fred said sulkily.

"Well, that's not what I see," Fred looked up and saw Malfoy and Jasmine kissing. He sighed in frustration, this was unbelievable. He went right to where they were and dragged Jasmine into the hall. "What the hell was that?" Fred yelled angrily.

"Fred, you don't understand ,"

"Oh, I don't understand? No, you don't understand. When you agreed to go to the ball with me, that means you don't go making out with Malfoy! This is typical, Jasmine! You can't keep it in your god damn pants for ten fucking minutes, can you? I'm so angry I could slap you," Jasmine remained silent, tears threatening to fall. "Well, you and Malfoy can go and fuck all you want. I won't stop you!" Fred yelled and started up the stairs.

"Fred, please, you don't understand!" Fred flipped her off and said. "Fuck off, Jasmine," Jasmine stared at him until he was out of view, then broke down and cried. She ran into her room and kicked off her heels. She laid on her bed and cried her heart out. She took out a razorblade and stared at it. She then made a long slash on her wrist, causing it to bleed. She sighed as thoughts of Fred escaped her. She'd never cut before, she'd only heard that it was calming. She got a cloth and held it to her bleeding wrist. She stopped crying, she suddenly felt better. She wrapped the cloth around her wrist and laid on her bed. She eventually fell into a restless sleep.